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Jeff and Vicki led a very conventional life until his controlling ways got the better of him. In a fit of anger Vicki transformed him into desperate cock sucking machine, with a great female body but no sexual organs - making him incapable of getting any other means of sexual release. In response to e-mails received this is a consolidated text covering the first 4 Chapters, before the second half of the story is posted on Fictionmania soon. Any further suggestions gratefully received by e-mail at [email protected] The following story records how I ended up living this freakshow existence. You see, before last year everything about me and my wife was entirely normal: normal lives, normal jobs and a totally conventional husband and wife relationship. But that was before I spoiled it, one stupid Sunday morning when my wife Vicki and myself were just lying in bed fooling around. Before that day I hadn't guessed that my desire to control my wife had been a serious problem in our relationship. Or that Vicki was an anger- ridden control freak, who had been plotting for months to rebalance our relationship to her advantage. Of course as events unfolded she told me that she loved me, in fact she still tells me that, but I guess sometimes people have a funny way of expressing their love. Now for me this normal life is a memory I am becoming ever distant from. In fact somedays it's hard to think that that life was ever 'real', and that person that existed was ever me. Let me explain... Vicki and I had been married for five years, and Sunday mornings were the only time that we spent quality time with each other. We would slowly wake up, and spend most of the morning just kissing, cuddling and slowly making love until well after lunch time. It was a nice time for us both, and made the weekends so enjoyable. Plus it was virtually the only time that we got to spend with each other, as my job in the City and her job as a researcher with a Pharmaceutical company out of town meant that we hardly ever spent any quality time with each other during the week. I guess our careers were no more busy, or no more pressured than many peoples, but the Sundays had become important, and were a great way to release pressure for us both. Unfortunately, however releasing too much pressure is solely responsible for the situation I am in now. Years of working in the City had made me a real risk taker, and had equipped me well in the skills it takes to get what you want. I was always getting my way, in business or in pleasure, and over time I had developed a whole series of psychological strategies that worked pretty much with everyone I met. I just knew what buttons I had to push, and things I had to say, to get exactly what I wanted out of damn near everyone. And that included Vicki. After living with her for six years I pretty much knew exactly what I needed to do to get her to do things for me. For instance; I'd always known that she hated oral sex. Despised it in fact, and therefore I had to devise whole strategies to coax, trick, or even force her into doing it to me. She always fell for it eventually; I just had to make sure that I kept to one or two well proven strategies in order to get what I wanted. I guess that I didn't feel I was forcing her into it, just helping her reach that decision. However, it turns out that she viewed the situation differently. Anyway. That Sunday as we messed about in bed she mentioned something about it being a 'Perfect day' and I jokingly muttered something about no day being perfect unless it started with a blowjob. As I did I saw her face change as it became clear to her that I was now going to try to turn the conversation around to her giving me a blowjob which was something I new she hated doing, but equally something she knew that she was going to have to give me as I would talk her into it. I know that sounds cruel but, hey, if she had a dick she would know how much I needed one every now and then! I can't be expected to go without because she has some loony phobia about it. As her face changed she froze for a second, and then confidently looked me in the eyes and said "Jeff, I am not going to ruin this morning arguing about this and I don't want to spend the next ten minutes going round and round in circles on this before giving in. So I'm going to give you a blowjob but you're going to promise that you're going to tell me when you start cumming so I can stop. It's bad enough having to do it, but I am not going to swallow. It's disgusting." I looked at her and I nodded. The look I gave her was a trustworthy and reassuring look that told her that I had understood completely and would do exactly as she said. With that I lay back and she started to give me a wonderful blowjob. I loved the way she did it and for someone who hated the idea she was really, really good. There was nothing better than lying back and feeling her run her tongue along the tip of my penis before she clamped the head between her lips and applied just the right amount of suction. Vicki was a beautiful woman too, and just looking down at her gorgeous head bobbing up and down on my shaft, and the occasional glimpse of her sucked-in cheeks and beautiful lips made me want to cum. There really was nothing better than that sight - the woman you love dutifully eating your meat. As I watched her I put my hand gently on the back of her head as she continued to bob up and down. "You are gorgeous," I said. "I really wish that you knew just how good this makes me feel. This is the only way that sex should be, it should be made compulsory." She continued to dutifully suck away as I moved my hands down my stomach and massaged her beautiful breasts. She was so good that I lost myself for a moment, and when I recovered it was too late. I was cumming and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. It was too late to stop, too late to control it. It was too late to do anything so I just relaxed my muscles and 'spurt' out it came in warm high velocity ribbons. I looked worriedly down at Vicki at exactly the same time that she looked up at me with a decidedly messy face. She coughed up wads as she quickly dragged herself up to face me, and looked directly into my eyes. I couldn't help smirking, as the surprised and angry look on her face looked incongruous behind the pearly beads of sperm that still hung there. "You fucking bastard," she shouted, "You promised. You total fucking bastard. I said I wouldn't argue, that I would do it without any fuss and all you had to do was promise to control yourself. You selfish, lying piece of shit." "But ..." "But nothing, just fuck off," she cried as she sprang off the bed and shot into the bathroom. I sat there for a moment. I had let her down, I had promised that I wouldn't but, hey, she was so damn good and it's just so hard to stop when it feels that good. She must understand. She must know that it's not my fault. I mean what man doesn't find it hard to pull back when his beautiful wife is administering such a competent blowjob. I'll just have to explain all that later. She'll come round, she always does. It was a good half an hour before Vicki came out of the bathroom. In that time she had showered, dressed and generally cleaned herself up. However as she moved back into the bedroom she just 'blanked' me and went to fetch her car keys in the hall. "Where are you going?" "What do you care?" "Oh come on. I'm really, really sorry." "Like I care," she replied, "You're just too used to getting your own way. I'm just like a business deal to you aren't I? You set your own terms and conditions and everyone else has got to comply." "It's not like that." "It looks that way to me. I tried to accommodate you. I tried not to ruin this morning by arguing. But you had to get your own way. Despite what you promised." "I know I promised, but..." "But what?" "Well I can't explain. In order to know why I did it you'd have to understand what its like to get a blowjob. I mean you simply can't stop once you start, it's like a compulsion. I wanted to stop but..." "But you couldn't be fucking bothered." "It's really not like that, I am very, very sorry." "Save it. I'm going out, and when I get back there are going to be big changes in here. In particular, the ways you use to manipulate me are going to have to stop. Or I go." That line stopped me in my tracks. Talk of leaving was quite unlike Vicki, I mean we have our ups and downs but we love each other. "Do you mean that?" I replied in a very apologetic tone. "Yes." "Ok then I'll do whatever it takes. Go and have some time to yourself and we'll talk about it later. I love you, I'm not splitting up over this." With that she turned and made her way to the front door, keys in hand. The door slammed behind her and I heard the car door open and slam shut before she drove away. 'Shit' I thought as I made my way to the kitchen. How do I get out of this? I never realised that she was so angry with me, that blowjob trick must have been the straw that broke the camels back - I had never seen Vicki so angry in my life. I spent the rest of the day going through strategies in my head designed to win Vicki back and explain why I had done what I had done. I was alone for hours, with many scenarios running through my head until she finally returned at around six o'clock. As soon as I heard the key in the latch I was at the front door, eager to appease her in anyway I could. "Been anywhere nice?" was my first stupid line to her. "To work. I had a project there which I wanted to check on." "Anything interesting?" She just stared at me blankly. "You'll find out soon enough." With that she put her hand in her bag and pulled out a plastic gun the size of a flare pistol. I took one step back, and looked her straight in the eyes, slightly taken aback. "What's that?" I asked. "It's a stun gun we use on animals at work." "Oh. What you brought it home for?" That was the last coherent word I think I ever muttered as she pointed the gun at me, and I instantly blacked out. I have no idea how long I had blacked out for, but I felt very groggy as I came to. However, I slowly remembered all that had happened and came to the realisation that Vicki had actually used that stun gun on me. My body felt strange, but I was lying down and when I tried to look down at myself I couldn't see anything as my head was clamped in a brace that meant that I could only stare straight ahead. I was unable to look at anything except the ceiling in front of me. This really freaked me out and I started shouting, although my voice was very hoarse and little more than a half-rasp half-whisper came out. "Vicki! Vicki! Come and get me out of this thing this has gone past a joke now." There was nothing but silence around me. I tried again. "Come on, this is not a game. I am very, very, sorry. Now please get me out of here." Again I was met with nothing but silence. Finally after fifteen agonising minutes Vicky appeared beside me. I couldn't actually see her, but I could sense her presence and smell her perfume. She finally made her presence known. "Hi Jeff," she replied in a soft controlled tone. "Don't get angry with me. There is nothing that you can do. I've now got all the control I need. You are no longer the lying, controlling manipulator you once were." "Come on let' stop all this shit." I tried to shout but again my voice almost failed me. "You're really freaking me out. I am really really sorry but you have to let me out of this thing and we can start talking things through." "It's too late for that Jeff," she responded. "I have made sure that in future it' me who calls the shots. You're going to be very angry with me when you find out what I have done, but I hope that in time you'll be happy. Oh, and I'll explain about the voice thing soon too. Try not to worry too much." "What do you mean, what have you done?" "As I said you are going to be very angry, so you're going to have to stay in that brace whilst I explain the procedures and processes you've been through. I don't want you to be able to see yourself until I explain fully why I have done what I have done to us. Now if you are sitting comfortably, then I'll begin. Actually," she corrected herself, "I think that I'll just begin anyway." A look of sheer panic shot across my face, and I knew that Vicki could see it. She moved closer to me and put her hand gently on my forehead before finally moving off to sit out of sight, whilst she calmly explained the reasons why she was so unhappy with our relationship and what she had done to make it 'better'. "I love you Jeff," she started. "But you control me and that has made our relationship very one sided. I have no free will of my own, even in our sex life you controlled me. You've always made me do things that I don't want to do. You constantly tricked me into sticking that thing of yours in my mouth when I don't want to. Remember that last day we shared, even when I gave in to you, you just wanted to push it further and I've had enough. Even the explanation you gave me was pathetic - although it did give me the idea for what I have done, and therefore you should be pleased in a way. Your the author of your own misfortune." I tried to look for the source of the voice but my head remained firmly locked into place. "In fact that is a very good place to start at. Do you remember the words you used when you tried to apologise for rudely spurting into my mouth?" She paused for dramatic effect. "You said you couldn't explain why you did it, as in order to know why I'd have to understand what it's like to get a blowjob. You also said that it was like having a compulsion and that it was the only way that sex should be and it should be made compulsory. I think that's nearly exactly what you said, and those words sent me thinking. In my job we are working on all sorts of drugs all the time, good ones, bad ones, innovative ones, dangerous ones, and as a researcher I am always looking for new subjects to test these drugs out on. Normally we do strictly regulated medical trials but we have some things here that we simply couldn't get approval for trials on. Scary cutting edge stuff that would result in politicians asking too many questions and might raise all sorts of ethical issues, so in these circumstances sometimes we do very, very secret trials. Now I have been working on a virus that re writes genetic codes for ages, and my bosses have agreed to let me try out certain things. However they have made it clear that as part of this process I will have to do trials on myself also so that I am fully implicated if things go wrong. So I thought how I could come around to your viewpoint on the oral sex thing. And then I thought, it would actually be quite easy to re-write my genetic code and give myself a rather nice penis so that I can see what all the fuss is about with you men and your dicks. So I did. I'm actually quite proud of it. And it's quite practical - better than having to do all that squat to pee nonsense. Anyway, that is my change. But then I thought, well Jeff is one of the straightest guys I know and he's not really going to suck it for me is he, because it would be such a gay thing to do. So I thought that I should plan around this. It was then that I remembered all the other things you said - like oral sex should be compulsory and it's the only way that sex should be... and then I have to admit I got a bit angry and things got a little crazy." She crept back over and placed her hand back on my forehead again. She looked me in the eyes this time and smiled. "I do hope that you will be happy," she said. "I really do love you." She could see the worried look in my eyes, and walked back to the spot where she had originally been. "Anyway where was I. Oh yes. So I thought that the only way to make it feel a bit more normal for you was to give you a complete genetic sex- change. That way I guessed that you wouldn't feel so gay with my dick in your mouth all the time. Then I thought that you loved oral sex so much that perhaps it should be the only way you should enjoy sex so I made a few alterations. When you come round you will notice that besides having a real killer body, you will have no sex organs at all. Just a beautifully smooth groin with a tiny pee hole in it, no holes or cavities that could be used for other sexual practices. That would be a distraction don't you think? I really wanted you to concentrate on the oral stuff without getting enjoyment from any other activity. So in future if it doesn't go in your mouth then really there will be little or no enjoyment for you at all - unless of course you choose to use your anus, although that is as small as we could possibly make it whilst remaining functional. Oh, and the compulsion bit, I'm afraid that I managed to hard wire a little bit of sperm dependency into your system. I think that you will need to ingest at least two loads a day otherwise you will start to develop flu-like symptoms. Luckily I now have extra big balls so providing you with nourishment shouldn't be a problem." Vicki paused again for dramatic effect, as I took all the information on board. "You really should see yourself Jeff. I get a hard-on just looking at you, I really can't wait to see your beautiful lips clamped around my new best friend." At this point I was truly terrified, and tried to shout out to her again but all I could do was rasp in an incoherent way. "Oh yes your voice. I said I would explain that to you. Well with all this increased oral activity not only have I taken away your Adam's apple, which was for purely aesthetic reasons, but I have re engineered your throat so that any gag reflexes are gone. Sadly that means that you won't be able to talk too loudly as there is very little of your voice box left, but on the positive side, for me, it means that you should be able to take my full twelve inches without complaint. Mmmm." She smacked her lips. "So basically darling that is it. I'm sure that you have many questions, but for now I am going to leave the room and when the door closes it will automatically release you from this contraption. I do hope you will be happy." With that I heard her heels click towards the door and as soon as it shut the brace restraints came off leaving me able to stand and survey what Vicki had done to me. I got onto my feet and slowly looked down. I was totally naked, and guessed that I was smaller than I had been previously. My skin felt soft and supple, and two beautiful plump little breasts were balanced on my chest. Not too big, and not too small. These perfectly sized lumps of flesh were topped with hard nipples that were already responding to the coldness of the room. Below these I could see a narrow flat stomach that flared out to wonderfully wide hips that wrapped around me into a cute wide ass. As my stomach flowed into my hips there was a flat hairless strip of skin with absolutely nothing to spoil its smooth lines, no hairs, no slit, on cavity of any kind. Just a small hole, kept for purely functional purposes. I moved my hand down my stomach and across this strange area, and whilst the flesh was soft and smooth I felt absolutely nothing. No twinge of anticipation, no rush of blood, no mechanical erection, in fact no sensation of any kind at all. It was very weird. I felt like a sexless person. My manhood was gone but had been replaced by absolutely nothing at all. I let out a small gasp in shock. With that my hand went to my neck, and where my Adam's apple and voice box had been it felt tight and empty. In fact when I gulped it was a long pronounced gulp rather than what I was used to. It felt as if my diaphragm was inches further down my throat. I noticed a mirror at the back of the room and turned to face it. In the mirror I saw the face and body of a goddess. I was beautiful. As I gazed I felt that this sight should have turned me on, but I felt absolutely nothing from my non-existent private parts. I looked more intently at my new face, and could see that I was very fine boned, with delicate facial features, and setting off my new face was a huge pair of inflated 'cock sucker' lips that looked like sexual organs in themselves. Red, plump, sensuous and beautiful, they were porn star lips that literally cried out, 'I want to suck you off' without even trying. As I ran my fingertip around them a shiver went straight down my spine. Oh my god, what the hell has Vicki done to me! As the shiver subsided I looked in the mirror again at those big beautiful lips and those fine boned almost fragile features. I looked very vulnerable and very delicate, and at the same time very, very beautiful. In my mind I could imagine just how good these delicate features would look sliding up and down someone's shaft. I could imagine myself... my former self at least... staring in amazement as those full lips shifted up and down my shaft and suctioned the head of my penis. I could see just how gorgeous those delicate cheeks would look as they gently sucked in, and how sexy those long eyelashes would look they fluttered and looked into my eyes as I released gallons of my sperm into that beautiful receptacle. Yet as I thought about this, I felt nothing that smacked of a sexual emotion. No twinges in my groin, no longing in my stomach. Just nothing save a dim erotic thought shooting through my mind. I looked down at my body as i sat in front of the mirror. My frame was similarly delicate, perhaps a size 8, and yet my full breasts were beautiful. A large handful topped by lovely pink nipples that I had to lovingly tweak as I saw them. Tweaking my nipples again felt odd. I knew that the feeling was nice, indeed a lovely warm feeling shot through my body. But it was as if they were not connected to anything. Sure they gave me a lovely feeling but it died part way down to my groin and simply turned into... nothing. I traced the feeling down and lost it at the base of my beautifully flat stomach. Undeterred I moved my hands down. Down until I reached... well nothing really. My groin was wonderfully smooth. Not a hair to be seen, and the skin was beautifully soft. This vaguely turned me on and I eagerly pushed on, anxiously running my finger down between my legs, down towards my perineum where instinct told me that I would find release - where I would find a cool slick slot or a soft fleshy nub to gently tear away at. But no. With my fingertip I could trace just the faintest scar that shot over my perineum and down to my ass. Disappointed I traced the scar back up, and round to the front of my groin, where my finger came to rest in a tiny little hole no bigger than the old hole I used to have at the end of my penis. Even tracing the scar gave me no sensation. There was nothing yet my mind was horny just staring at that gorgeous sexpot in the mirror. After a short time Vicki entered the room, dressed only in a dressing gown. She smiled politely and then looked me up and down. 'Nice isn't it?' 'What?' I muttered remembering that since my throat had been reassembled anything I said was rather too much of an effort and came out as a guttural whisper. 'It's a nice job isn't it. You're making me horny just looking at you. I really can't believe that I could do that to you. You are a work of art' 'Thanks... its a shame that you didn't get round to finishing the job' I stammered incoherently as my hand again brushed that vacant space between my legs. 'Oh that. Yes, it was a bit cruel. But you did ask for it. You did say that oral sex was the only way to have sex and I sort of took you at your word. I'm sorry if I got carried away.' 'Still I'm sure that you've discovered that what you have lost down there you rather make up for with those fantastic lips' I smiled. It was supposed to be a sarcastic smile directed at my tormentor, although I had the feeling that if a woman with my features had smiled that way at me previously I would have virtually cum in my pants. 'Feeling woozy yet?' 'What?' 'I told you. You will start to get flu-like symptoms soon, if you don't get any of my lovely sperm' She smiled, and winked at me. 'I think I can contain myself' I rasped quickly. 'We'll see' With that Vicki turned and walked out the door shutting behind her. With her gone I sat down and examined the rest of my new body, gently probing, smoothing, kneading and enjoying the soft sensations I was feeling. However, within about an hour I did start feeling a little woozy. It started with a slight raise in temperature, that brought me out in a clammy sweat. Then my throat seemed to go tight, and i got a throbbing headache. 'Shit' Over the next half an hour it got progressively worse and I started getting hot and cold flushes. Then a glass partition came up where Vicki had exited through the door, and behind it I could see Vicki sat in a chair still with her towelling dressing gown on. She gently tapped on the glass. 'Feeling unwell?' I shot her an angry look, still unsure whether such a face could actually look menacing. With that she stood up and slowly disrobed. She was a beautiful woman, and yet I felt nothing as she gradually exposed her beautiful breasts to me. She rubbed them against the glass, and tweaked her nipples lovingly. Still I felt nothing. She then dropped the robe a little bit further down, to reveal her lovely flat stomach, and the merest wisp of pubic hair, and again whilst I loved her body I felt no instant arousal. She rubbed her breasts harder against the glass, and it was clear my neutral sexless reaction was really turning her on. I just shot her a confused look. Then suddenly off came the robe and I could see that her soft delicate, feminine body had been hiding a secret as a plump 12 inch penis sprang to life from between her thighs. With this she sat down in the chair. With one hand on her breast she slowly began massaging that monster in front of me. She gently pumped her hand up and down and I was mesmerized by the tight foreskin that flicked over that big purple head. I could almost feel the skin tension as she pulled it back down again, and then looked straight into my eyes. I just stood there with my mouth open, looking directly at her slick purple head as if it was the thing that I most wanted in the world. My flu symptoms got worse, and I broke out in a major sweat. Again I thrust my hands between my legs and gently rubbed my perineum desperate for release but felt nothing save the faint scar. I could now feel the saliva welling up in my throat. 'I see I got your interest?' Vicki murmured as she continued pistoning with her hand. 'You want it don't you. You're just a big hungry whore who can't take your eyes off my cock. Isn't that true?' Again I just looked at her confused. At that she stood up and placed the head of her cock against the glass, pulling back her skin as tight as she could leaving that big bulbous head flattened against the glass. Without thinking I dropped to my knees and placed my lips against the glass, it was like a drug and I needed it to fix my symptoms. I licked and licked at the glass. I was in agony. I could see that monster; I could almost taste it and yet was forced to pathetically lick the cold glass out of desperation. I could see Vicki laughing. 'Poor little whore' As I kissed the glass my lips took on a life of their own. They were functioning like a sex organ themselves. I could feel wonderful sensations running down my spine as I eyed that wonderful thing behind the glass, and my lips told me that they wanted more. That they wanted to feel the warmth of that hard pole all around them, that they wanted to milk that beast dry and suck the life out of her... I was uncontrollable, and must have looked absolutely pathetic sat on my knees straining at the glass. Vicki could see what she was doing to me and loved it even more. 'How thick and creamy do you think my sperm will be?' she asked "I bet you hope that its thicker than custard and tastier that wild strawberries' I was uncontrollable now; I just kept fixating on that glass, Shaking with desperation, and fingering that void between my legs. Just as I thought it could not get worse the glass partition came back and her monster pushed its way into view, and I threw myself forward onto it. I didn't even feel it going in. One minute I could see the head in front of me, and the next my chin was nestled into her pubic hair. Instantly I could feel my new throat muscles gently massaging it from within. The sensation was deep in my throat and I could feel the walls of my neck contracting as I slowly tightened and then released my grip. Automatically my head proceeded to bob up and down the full 12 inches as I wanted to get the full effect of the friction in my throat. I stopped lovingly when I got to the head, looked straight in her eyes and stuck out my tongue and gently tickled the head. I saw her eyes widen and instantly knew that I was good. That I was doing what I had to do to bring her to release. It went back down to the back of my throat again, but when I got back up to the head again I looked up into Vicki's eyes and shot her a very coy look. I sucked my cheeks in, and puckered my lips in a beautiful 'o' movement and then slowly went back to the work in hand. At that I felt her hand on the back of my head and it sent me overboard. I pistoned myself up and down, taking the full length in my throat in every downward movement. Faster and faster I just wanted that final delivery that would reward me for a job well done. It seemed like an age until I finally felt her push harder down on the back of my head, and her whole shaft twitch in my throat. The anticipation built up within me. I quickly thrust my mouth down to her pubic area and pressed my nose tight into her groin, desperate to get the full effect and every last drop. But just as I waited to feel that pumping sensation, she pulled back on my hair violently and my head shot back as her penis slid out of my mouth. At the same time I felt a warm creamy sensation over my face again and again. It was thick and hot and salty and I had to salvage every drop that was being wasted by this cruel act. Shocked I frantically scooped the stuff off my skin and thrust my fingers into my mouth, desperate to stuff as much back into my gullet as humanly possible to stop that empty feeling. Upset I broke away from her and eagerly ran my fingers over my face, through my hair, and down my cleavage, desperate to claw back what I could. As I did so Vicki just sat laughing, her big limp cock protruding from her right fist. 'Just look at you, you slut' she laughed 'You're pathetic' I ignored her, still scooping away. 'I couldn't let you get it all that easily. I wanted to see you with it all over your face, and to see the pathetic way that you managed to cram it all in. You really are pathetic. Do you think oral sex is the only way it should be now?' She looked at me with disgust. I ignored her. I was kneeling on the floor rubbing the hot creamy substance around my sex kitten lips, and savoring the texture and the sensations running down my spine. To me she didn't exist. All that existed was the need to satisfy my craving and to make sure that these feelings lasted for the longest possible time. I was pathetic and I knew it. Yet I couldn't do anything about it. Vicki delivered her insults and left, leaving me sat there hunting for every last gob that could be found on my skin. I felt disgusting and degraded yet something that had been hardwired into me had taken over and made this quest the most important of my life. I was like a starving person, motivated by the need to sustain myself in anyway I could. No matter what. When I had finished I sat in the corner of the room and cried. It wasn't a hormonal cry, as I doubted that I was at the mercy of many hormones at all, not having any private parts. It was simply a cry of desperation, even of acceptance. I knew that this was to be the calm before the next storm, the few hours of respite I would have until my need took over again and I would be compelled to do anything to stop those dreadful symptoms reoccurring. After about an hour Vicki came back into the room. This time I felt no real need to jump at her, and my feelings for her were strangely unsexual despite the fact that her beautiful breasts were barely restrained by a lovely low cut silk blouse. She sat next to me, coyly crossed her legs, and reached out to hold my hand. Not thinking what I was doing I grabbed it and squeezed it tightly. 'Poor little thing.' she said, 'That must have come as a real shock. Even I didn't know just how pronounced the symptoms would be. I thought that you would get mild symptoms most of the time, but they seem to be very pronounced ones that switch on and off quite quickly.' I just looked at her rubbing my throat, with a scared look on my face. 'Oh I almost forgot that you can't talk properly. I am sorry about that but I had to rebuild your throat to take this thing,' she pointed down to her lap. 'If I hadn't made it so big then I wouldn't have had to remove so much of your voicebox. But, you wouldn't have wanted to suck just a little dick would you?' I smiled, sarcastically. 'That's right. What would be the point of that? Having a cock fixation and having to fellate a tiny little thing would have been no use at all. Just look at how big and sensuous those lips are. They definitely need a thick pole to wrap round.' I just sat there and thrust my hands between my thighs and leant forward. Rocking slightly to relieve the stress I was under. At that Vicki stood up and faced me. She put her hands behind her back, and I heard a faint tearing sound as she unzipped her skirt. I fell to the floor. I followed her beautiful legs up to her hips, and could see her big erection slowly creaking into life. As it got stiffer and stiffer, she clasped her hands around the head and pulled back her foreskin revealing a big bulbous purple head. She just stood there for a second working her hands gently up and down the shaft. I felt no sexual feelings at all, and thrust my hands even further between my thighs. 'This is a work of art don't you think?' I just sat facing it with a blank expression on my face. 'I used to hate these things, that's why I hated giving you a blowjob. I thought they were disgusting and ugly. But now this is mine, I think that it is the most fantastic thing in the world. I can see why you want people to suck it. It's perfectly formed and so long and thick. I bet it feels so good when its in your mouth, I certainly love the sensation that it gives me when your delicate lips flash over the tip.' I just sat there. 'You must remember what it was like? I can understand now why you had to cum in my mouth that day. It was just the urge wasn't it. Like the urge I had to pull your hair and spray my stuff all over your face. It was just the urge to do it. To experience it. I don't blame you so much now... but I can't change what has happened.' She moved closer to me and without talking rubbed the tip of her penis over my top lip. With that something strange happened. I got a shiver straight down my spine, my nipples hardened, and I experienced the weirdest sensation I have ever had. It was like a big empty feeling, that only disappeared as I enveloped her head with my lips and suctioned gently. This was bizarre. I felt her hand on the back of my head. 'Oh, doesn't that feel better baby?' she sighed, 'Doesn't that feel so good?' I just gulped and looked up at her through one eye. 'Oh yes, that's it. I love the way you look at me as my dick slowly disappears into your mouth. So beautiful, so accepting, so subservient. Now do me a favour, and give your new best friend a lovely little kiss on the head.' I looked up at her and puckered my lips into a beautiful 'o' and planted a big kiss right on the tip. It was a loving little kiss, and I could see her getting really horny at that. She patted me on the head and I continued to suck contentedly. As I did so she talked over my head as if we were having the most normal conversation in the world. The most normal conversation in the world for a wife with a 12 inch penis, whose sexless husband was dutifully, no lovingly, fellating her like it was as usual an occurrence as having a drink. 'I'm sorry about the lack of genitalia.' she said nonchalantly as I nodded on, 'I really wanted you to be true to your word, and that the only way you could enjoy sex was this way. But the more I think about it, the more mean I think I was over that little detail. I mean you have nothing, no ovaries, no testes, no hole, no clit. Nothing. It must be awfully frustrating for you. I bet that you've tried to find release and realised quickly that there is simply nothing there. I've even made your anus so tight that it could hardly be used as a substitute, and I feel a little guilty. But its probably only because I have already imagined what fucking you might be like, if oral is this good. So I suppose that I'm just being selfish!' I nodded on, sliding my lips up and down her shaft and gently flicking my tongue over her huge head like a complete expert. It seemed that cock sucking was second nature to me, and I had developed a technique of my own already. 'Oh you are soooo good,' she sighed as she lovingly patted my head, 'anyway where was I? Oh yes. The sexless thing. Well I might look at a way of fixing that, but it was hard enough getting everything to this stage. I'm not sure whether I could go any further or not as it was difficult balancing things. It was hard enough with me - I mean I wanted to see what having one of these things was like but I didn't want the male hormones to take over. I love my sexy feminine body and I'm not giving up on that, so the testosterone only comes in short bursts. Therefore your going to have an empty meal my sweet, as all my lovely little sperms have gone to sleep for a few hours.' She patted my head again. 'But I must say that this thing is making me look at you in a different light. I have never fancied a woman before but since the arrival of this monster I have had some quite lustful feelings about your soft beautiful body.' 'Mmph...' I protested as the realisation that she fancied me, and the realisation that she was temporarily empty, both hit me at the same time. With that she pulled her dick out of my mouth and knelt down in front of me. As I sat on the chair she slowly took my hands from between my legs and kissed the back of each, before placing them on her gorgeous silky breasts. She then proceeded to kiss me slowly on the lips. I responded immediately. Despite what had happened the opportunity to kiss my wife, who I evidently still loved, was a welcome break. As our lips touched, I again felt those sensations rush through my body. It was as if my lips were my primary sex organ and having them slowly massaged by Vicki's lips was an incredible turn on. It was like having a blowjob of my own as she ran her tongue around my inflated upper lips - the sensation was incredible and left me hungry for more. My nipples hardened again, as the sensation ran down my spine. But again, this wonderful feeling disappeared somewhere in the pit of my stomach. It was like the whole top half of my body was alive and the bottom half dead. Without thinking I tore at her blouse, and clamped my lips around her hardening nipple. It felt good in my mouth - like it was several times bigger than it actually was. It was as if my mouth could trace and explore every intimate part of her, and blow up the proportions for my greater enjoyment and pleasure. She moaned and I sucked harder, running the point of her nipple round and round my lips, as it sent off electrical charges in my upper body. She moaned louder I could feel her hand pistoning her penis, and she tried to wedge it firmly into my belly button. Harder and harder she pulled, and harder and harder I sucked. The sensations were wonderful. Finally Vicki could take it no longer and she started sucking my nipples as I lay back on the floor. She was getting very, very hot and seemed to be unable to control her huge throbbing member. She sucked and sucked and then in one frustrated scream flicked me over onto my hands and knees and started to prod her huge cock at my rear end. I shot my hand down between my legs and anxiously clawed at the nothingness that was there. It was so frustrating to feel that big tip bludgeoning the skin of my groin, anxiously stabbing for a space that simply was not there. At this I could sense Vicki's frustration as her penis stabbed at my asshole, and careered around my empty perimium looking for something to bury itself into - but there was nothing. Nothing at all. If I had had a knife at that moment I would have cut my own slit, as I simply could not take the pressure and wanted to be penetrated. But the more she assaulted my useless nether regions with her blunt weapon the worse it got. I nearly cried in frustration. Vicki turned me over again and buried her head between my legs, licking, sucking, and even probing with her nose, but save the slight sensation I felt along the scar line and around the edge of my pee hole there was nothing to give me any release. In the end moved around and jumped back on to of her, desperate to give her the best blowjob she had ever had, desperate to use my mouth to make up for the disappointment and frustration my impenetrability had given her. I sucked, slurped, bobbed and nodded to my hearts content. Lovingly looking into her eyes and trying every trick in the book to make amends. At one point I even heard myself crying out, 'Cum damn you, cum.' as I desperately wanted her to be rewarded. After ten minutes or so I finally felt her hips begin to thrust and I was rewarded with a tiny warm river of sperm that drifted appreciatively down my throat as I suctioned every last drip out of her. She looked down at me and again appreciatively patted my head as I burst into tears. 'I'm sorry that I can't accommodate you, I'm really, really sorry.' I cried as she put her arms around me. 'Never mind darling, its my fault, I knew that I was pushing things too far. We'll have to think of a way around this problem.' I was very very tired as Vicki put her lovely soft arms around me. 'I'm sorry that I can't accommodate you' I repeated. That one phrase kept on spinning around my head. I had muttered that to Vicky out of pure frustration at the fact that she couldn't stick that thick warm piece of meat anywhere in my body. It was so unfair. As I contemplated my need to feel that thing inside me I could feel the skin between my legs tingling - it was red raw. I had literally scratched that vacant patch of skin raw as I clawed at it with my fingernails. I was desperate to tear a slot that would enable Vicki to plunge that monster into me. Why the hell had she given me nothing at all in that area? The bitch. It was agonising getting so turned on and then not being able to accommodate her and I bet that she must now be disappointed she had made that decision. It must frustrate her no end to see that she has created this gorgeous creature, and crafted herself the most beautiful penis, and yet she could not plunge it into my soft flesh. Sure. I knew that my cock sucking skills were second to none and that she was happy with the loving way that I bought her off with my cute little mouth, but Vicki must have been disappointed that she couldn't 'have' me with that superior weapon. As I contemplated the unfairness of this further I lay on my back and idly fiddled with my 'dead-zone'. I ran my finger lovingly over the faint scar that ran from my pathetic tiny peehole across my perineum to my asshole and I got absolutely zero sensation as I did so - which made me feel worse. Particularly as my nipples were already really plump and I could feel the air stinging them, which turned the top half of my body even more. A tear ran down my face. As it did Vicki rolled over and wiped it away with her finger. 'I'm so sorry my baby' she said. 'I really had no idea that it would be like this. I want to just as much as you do, but I have to give your body time to settle'. I looked back into her eyes and nodded. 'I'll find a way though' she added hopefully. We lay in each other's arms for what seemed like an eternity. It was lovely just feeling her next to me, and being enveloped by her soft loving arms. She seems bigger than me now, which made me feel safe. As we slept every now and again she would stroke my thigh, or trace her fingers down my spine and as she did I felt her wonderful erection poke into my skin. It was warm, and throbbing and felt good. As I woke in the morning I felt that my temperature had risen, and faint flu symptoms where setting in. Oh, for Christ's sake Vicki why did you hardwire this need into me, I would lovingly take you into my mouth anytime you wanted. Why make it a biological necessity? As the urge took over me I leant over and observed Vicky who was lying on her back next to me. The duvet had fallen to the floor, and I could see her beautiful tits rise and fall as she took deep breaths as she slept. My eyes followed her gorgeous body down to her middle, and I could see that she was holding her semi flaccid penis in her hand and gently rubbing it as she slept. She seemed to be having a very horny dream (I hope it was about me!) and to relish the sensations she was having as she gently stroked it. My genetic programming kicked in and I slowly started to lick and suck her nipples. This made her emit a quiet moan as I started to go to town. After several minutes I moved further down her body, running my tongue down her belly until it was firmly stuck in her groin. With this she removed her hand from her cock and placed it lovingly on the back of my head, and at the same time she did this I took the head of her penis into my mouth and slowly started to suck it. Mmmh. The head was very big and smooth, and felt lovely as a slid my tongue across it. The skin felt tight and slick and warm, and I could feel her tense her muscles as I bobbed up and down. As I did so she firmly rubbed the back of my head and thrust her hips unwards - making me take more and more of it into my throat. Mmmh, I could just sense how turned on I was making her and decided to deep throat her a few times just so that I could feel the head of that monster slide down the walls of my gullet. I was lost now and I desperately needed sperm. I licked and bobbed, sucked and slurped for a good fifteen minutes before I could feel Vicki's grip on my hair tighten and I knew that fulfilment was just around the corner. When it came it didn't take long. Vicki had been asleep for hours and as she rested all those lovely sperms had multiplied in their millions ready to be fired down my throat at lighting speed and boy they tasted good. It was the best breakfast I had ever had, as the warm tide surged into my mouth and on into my stomach Mmmh. I finished my job and then slowly moved back up Vicki's body until I was staring into her baby blue eyes. She smiled and winked at me, exhausted with the effort of delivering that superior load, and I leant forward and gave her a big spunky kiss on the lips. As I did her tongue eagerly poked and probed the recesses of my mouth, searching to make sure that no trace of my meal had been left. I had to be a good girl and swallow every drop and I was sure she would not be disappointed. 'That was wonderful darling' she said as she retracted her tongue from my mouth. 'I really never guessed that having a penis and someone to suck it would be this lovely'. I smiled. 'I am sorry about the space between your legs' she said apologetically, 'I really want to give you as much pleasure as you've just given me. It was so unfair of me' I simply smiled again. And with that she came closer to me and started kissing me heavily on the lips. My lips were like sexual organs themselves and the sensations she gave me were orgasmic. 'Oh I forgot about those lovely lips. They're your primary sex organs now aren't they. Silly me'. With that she really went to town on my lips and I could feel something welling up inside of me. It was an extreme sexual feeling, but my lack of sexual organs gave it no outlet. The sensations just got worse, and worse, and worse without any mechanism being available to release them. I couldn't cum, so it just got so bad that i thought I was going to faint. My knees went weak and as these feelings got worse she pushed her left nipple into my mouth and I slowly sucked it. It felt wonderful and I pulled both of her wonderful mounds into my face. 'Oh my God', I shouted. 'Oh my fucking God' She gradually worked her way down to my breasts and began anxiously sucking them as she slowly stimulated her huge penis with her right hand. Again the sensations just got worse, and at one point they were that intense that I thought I was going to piss myself. As I did so I instinctively put my tiny finger over my pathetic little peehole in an attempt to keep the liquid in. But it was no use, finally I could not control the muscles and a tiny dribble of pee leaked from my empty groin down my thigh. Vicky couldn't help noticing this and in an instant her tongue was probing my one tiny orifice. It felt sort of weird. It was not sexual, and yet an incredible turn on at the same time. I clamped her head firmly between my thighs and her tongue shot across that vast expanse of nothingness, occasionally plunging back into my peehole as if somehow she might open up something more interesting if she kept on trying. 'Stop Vicky, I really think I'm going to pee myself again' I shouted, but she kept on going. Whilst I felt nothing my nipples got so hard I thought they were going to burst and my lips simply dribbled saliva down by chin. This was too much. I pulled away and crossed my legs as I turned onto my stomach. ' I can't take much more!' I shouted again. But it was too late as I then felt Vicki's tongue come in from behind and plunge itself into my tiny asshole and a crazy sensation ran through my body. That actually felt good. Instinctively I reached behind me and pushed the back of her head further into my firm ass, and as I did so she lapped and lapped like a thing possessed. The sensation was unbelievable and I thought I was going to piss myself again until I cried out to her to stop. 'Stop. Stop. I really can't take any more. Stop licking my asshole you really have to stop.' Finally Vicki stopped, and aggressively rolled over to face me - her huge erection, dripping in pre cum, protruding from her right fist and shouted 'We are just GOING to have to find a way to get this fucking thing into that beautiful little crack or I'm going to die of frustration' TO BE CONTINUED ...